**Melissa's POV**
As I was dragged out of the pack house, I met Caspian and my sister, who were standing together. They seemed to be enjoying each other's company, knowing they were about to have me killed.
I realized my mistake about Caspian. He wasn't the person I thought he was. I never should have imagined him as my mate. He was an alpha who judged without seeking the truth about what happened. Even when he felt the mate bond, he didn't care about me. Since these were to be my last moments, I decided to sever any emotional bond linking us.
As I was being dragged away, I noticed a man among those invited to watch my execution. He gazed intently at me, and I found myself doing the same. I couldn't fathom why I felt this strange attraction toward a stranger, but it was probably because today was my death day, and he was surprised that I had attempted to harm my sister.
The crowd hurled insults at me, calling me a sinner. I raised my head and looked at the sea of angry faces belonging
